Hello!!

We arrived in Palm Springs last night after a long comfortable flight and a smooth drive (LA traffic though… urgh…).  I managed to watch two movies (‘The shape of water’, which I found a tad slow and I’m sure lost a lot by being watched on a tiny screen, and ‘Call me by my name’ which I thought was very good.  I also watched the first three episodes of ‘This is us’, so so lovely…).

First of all a warning:  I love this place… and because I love this place I will be taking a stupid amount of photos… and because I’m going to take a stupid amount of photos you’ll be bombarded with a stupid amount of photos on a regular basis.  Forewarned is forearmed, right?  Feel free to come back here in a week when regular posting will resume.

I’m not going to show you  the house we’re renting just yet… I’ll have more pictures in a few days… let’s just say I never want to leave.  EVER.  I’m going to spend the rest of my days wearing brightly coloured kaftans by the pool and drinking gin & tonics floating on flamingos cup holders.   Goodbye, y’all.

Aaaaaanyway,  in the morning we went for a massive breakfast at Elmer’s, where the German pancakes are huge, the eggs Benedict delicious and the buttermilk pancakes so fluffy they basically float on your plate..

…then back home for a little a bit of this – the boys, not me, not after those eggs – …

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and this… again… eggs… not me…

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Then as Mr M’s back is still playing up (the long journey yesterday has taken its toll), he rested by the pool whilst the boys and I popped into Moorten Botanical Garden and ohhhhed and ahhhhhed at all the amazing cacti and succulents.  I meant to go last time I was in Palm Springs (did mention I love this place?) but we ran out of time so this time round I made sure it was on ‘the list’.

What a cute place… it’s not big but so enjoyable…

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(the lesser spotted No 2 up there, a rare treat…)

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Aren’t they all amazing?

 

I’m bored, what are my chances of peeling a teenager off the sofa and convince him to go for a walk with me?

 

 

 

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